Directions were forthcoming, but I also provided a carton of milk from my own cooler to get breakfast off to an early start being as it is such a key ...meal for the day. This would allow Marnie a little extra time to sort her family out before having to sally forth into her new neighbourhood. It also allowed me to finish off my breakfast before she would have to take me up on my offer to personally show her the local shops and attractions she would need to familiarise herself with as a single. The food has to last for another two weeks or so, the toilet paper, well, that is pretty much a necessity. I guess the doll and the bread.’ Nearly close to tears she turned to her daughter and took the doll. ‘Sorry baby, maybe next pay day we can get it for you.’ ‘Mommy no, I want dolly. Please mommy.’ ‘Oh for fuck sake, just take the doll and remove the items so we can get a move on. I have a fucking party I need to get do.’ ‘I am sorry ma’am. We are doing it now. Please don’t swear in front. " Excuse me, would you like to dance?" a soft voice over her shoulder interrupted her toughest."What?" Taylor said as she turned in the direction of the voice."I asked if you would like to dance, Kathleen isn't it?" said the woman in surgical greens as she read the nameplate on the table.Taylor thought about it for a moment. She had said she wanted to have an adventure -- wanted to be Kathleen for the night. Looking at the short haired redhead before her, she decided that Kathleen would. Of course, I am not a slut all the time. I love Jack very much and wouldn’t leave him for any other man. He’s my rock, treats me like a queen, and spoils me stupid.After a few minutes of talking it over with Jack, I woman-upped and walked over to the stranger and said, “Hi, I’m Sara.”He looked at me and smiled. “I’m Alex. Nice to meet you, Sara,” he replied, and we shook hands.“Would you care to dance with me, Alex? My husband doesn’t feel like dancing tonight, and I like this song.”Alex was.